Singer: YFN Lucci
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Song: 7.62
YFN Lucci - 7.62 Subtitles (vtt) (02:52-172-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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I say, uh, oh, yeah, look
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In the back of the Benz,
I just got it painted
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The grill gold-plated,
my crib still gated
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But we ain't used to have not
a dollar, who gon' take it
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Robberies and grand theft
autos, I can't fake it
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They told me don't be trippin'
about it, I can't save it
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A whole lotta money bring problems
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But if a nigga play, we gon'
get him murdered tomorrow
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Wanna see me demonstrate?
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'87 tea top Cutley, put
it on the interstate
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Solitaire Dior Bucket, they
can't even see my face
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These hoes they want me to chase
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I don't keep my sneakers laced
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I don't ride straight 8 my
key can't go to no valet
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Flew my cars out to LA
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I sold so many bows in this bitch
we gon' need to vacate
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We been off for some decades
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Look, smokin' grade A, but in
school I got low grades
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Get that boy a box of perfume,
he got old ways
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Look, throw that boy a 7.62,
we don't throw shade
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I hope everyone don't
hit you, not partly
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Look, I'ma die, in these Cuban
links, I feel like Rod Wave
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Walk through 'em, want me to
call through, that's a role
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Look, what you gonna do when
the money through, shorty
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Don't keep tellin' me what
you gon' do for me
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Okay, yeah, only talk about shit that
I go through, I ain't phony
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You gon' do, what to
who? I ain't homie
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Last man, he got tracked by the
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Ain't no cappin', I spent you
advance on little homie
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We gon' get an address we don't
land til the morning, huh
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Matter fact, gon' hit 'em up
while I'm performin', huh
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I just got another grill, call
me George Foreman, huh
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I just got another mil' and
I ain't even hungry, huh
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How you niggas do it, bitch you
worser than a woman, huh
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Anybody get it nigga, show
me my opponent, huh
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I be in the newest shit,
I introduce you to this
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I put you on my shooter list,
fuck it, let me do the bitch
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I been goin' through s...........
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